I stood stone-like at midnight suspended in my masqueradeI combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigadeI was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutchI strolled all alone through a fallout zone and came out with my soul untouchedI hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said "Sit down" I stood up.Ooh-ooh growin' up

The flag of piracy flew from my mast, my sails were set wing to wingI had a jukebox graduate for first mate, she couldn't sail but she sure could sing,I pushed be -52 and bombed 'em with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standingI broke all the rules, strafed my old high school, never once gave thought to landing,I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said "Come down" I threw upOoh-ooh growin' up

I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere and you know it's really hard to hold your breath.I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared, I was the cosmic kid in full costume dressWell, my feet they finally took root in the earth but I got me a nice little place in the starsAnd I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked carI hid in the mother breast of the crowd but when they said "Pull down" I pulled upOoh-ooh growin' up. Ooh-ooh growin' up